"Zhou Huai, male, thirty-eight years old..."

"Slash!"

"Wang Min..."

"Slash!"

Yu Mo just held the list in his hand, but it was as if he was reading a book of life and death, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a gentle tone.

The members of the Light Group are more like ruthless executioners, allowing blood to stain themselves.

Even in the face of the discussion of the whole world, he is still indifferent.

For a while, the entire square was already stained with bright blood.

Some of the residents who came here to protest smelled the strong smell of blood, watched the heads rolling on the ground, and their faces turned extremely pale.

There are even some young people who just stand in place and retch.

For a while, the originally noisy square became unusually quiet.

This time, when they looked at Yu Mo again, in addition to the original disgust, there was a little more fear.

It's like looking at a blue-faced, fanged demon ready to devour them at any moment.

Especially a girl who was only about eighteen years old and didn't seem to have awakened yet, met Yu Mo's eyes at a certain moment.

It's only a second...

Although Yu Mo was laughing.

But under this intense fear, the girl cried out and sat on the ground in a daze, tears flowing uncontrollably.

And Yu Mo just watched calmly.

"Perhaps, within the human race, it has been too long since they experienced the baptism of blood."

"If the Demon Suppression Pass is broken, the people in these cities may not even have the qualifications to fight back."

"There's a suitable enemy on their feet, perhaps... Not bad. ”

Yu Mo looked at this scene, and his smile became a little stronger.

From time to time, a human head rolled under his wheelchair, but he didn't even have the interest to look at it, just read the list steadily.

Accompanied by a piece of fresh life.

This full live broadcast room, from the initial heated discussions, to now... Very few barrages floated by.

Yu Mo used his actions to show countless human races the charm of killing.

It's just that most people can't appreciate it.

The masks of the prisoners were completely terrified.

At first, they were expecting it.

With so many people, does Yu Mo dare to kill?

Maybe he just wants to prove his authority and make an example of him.

It's a big deal to exile them all to Sin City.

But now, they no longer have any luck mentality, and they look tremblingly, watching a person whose name is the same as their own crime die tragically next to them.

Those who scold, those who cry, those who beg for mercy, those who admit their mistakes...

In this land, all the emotions before death are vividly displayed.

There are even some people who are actively admitting their evil deeds.

But with Yu Mo's absolute central aura, their confessions have been automatically ignored.

In the eyes of all the audience, only Yu Mo exists.

Executioner, Yu Mo.

Cold, ruthless, greedy, selfish...

It's a label that naturally arises in their hearts.

Of course, these are not important to Yu Mo.

The punishment lasted for nearly two hours, and even the sun had begun to set gradually.

And after the last head hit the ground, for some reason, these viewers collectively breathed a sigh of relief, as if to say that this is finally over.

At the beginning of the square, there was a lot of people.

But now, there is not much left.

Most people couldn't accept this scene anymore and left gloomily.

The rest of these people who are strong in their hearts are also full of hatred in their eyes when they look at Yu Mo.

In this, there are young people who are full of justice in their hearts.

Similarly, there are family members of the deceased.

It's just that for some reason, on this day, all the reserves were collectively lost.

Under the organization of the generals of their respective camps, they went out for actual combat exercises.

Even if they guessed that there might be Yu Mo interfering in this, but under the military order, they had to do it.

This also led to the fact that on this day, Yu Mo almost had absolute control over the human race.

Nine can't feel it, he...

Can be unscrupulous.

"Yu Mo!"

"One day, I will try my best to become stronger, kill you, a wicked person, with my own hands, and return justice to my human race!"

A teenager in his teens was heroic, pointing at Yu Mo from afar and scolding angrily.

There is only anger in the eyes, no fear.

Again, there are quite a few similar people.

"I'll wait for you..."

Yu Mo looked at them with a smile on his face, and finally said softly.

"These people are the hope of the future of the human race..."

"But no matter what, we can't let them know the truth of the matter, otherwise the seeds that they have planted with great difficulty in their hearts will quietly collapse, and they will even begin to doubt themselves."

Yu Mo turned his wheelchair and turned his back to them, and his voice became much quieter, as if he was muttering to himself.

Slightly distracted.

After a long time, he smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head.

"Sometimes, being blinded is a good thing."

"At the very least, they can have their own persistence and try to do what they want to do."

"At least..."

"Don't bother..."

For some reason, Yu Mo at this moment seemed so lonely.

But soon, Yu Mo straightened his waist again, turned around again, and looked at the teenagers in the distance: "Maybe you think that you are very heroic at this moment." ”

"But he forgot that he was just an ant."

"I'm still alive because I want you to live."

"You don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of me."

"To provoke one's own enemies before they lack strength is nothing but stupid waste..."

"If you don't reach the corresponding height, you will only disappear in the dust, knowing nothing."

"It's like... Do you think it's over? ”

Yu Mo looked at those teenagers, the smile on his face was even better, and he waved his hand the next moment: "But in fact, this is just the beginning." ”

"Next batch."

As his voice fell, another large number of people wearing masks and prison uniforms were pushed into the square.

They looked at the corpses all over the ground, their heads, including the blood on the soles of their feet, and their bodies were trembling violently and in fear.

"Qian Zihua..."

"Slash!"

Another familiar rhythm, another new killing.

At this moment, hiding behind the mobile phone, still enduring the discomfort, looking at the people in this scene, their hearts have become a little numb.

Because even they don't know when it's going to end.

This is the second batch, or the last.

But they can only watch, just like Yu Mo said, in the face of this kind of atrocity, they are not even qualified to stand up.

It was only at this time that they discovered for the first time that when the benevolent government of Moge disappeared, when everything was peaceful, the law, and the fairness were not there...

They...

It's so weak.